Legendary Hero is an Academy Honors Student - Chapter 765

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765.

That place was a temple built of ice.

The temple, which seemed as if it were made of crystal, was emanating a cold chill.

A coldness so severe that an ordinary person could lose their life just by drawing breath.

Inside that temple stood figures wearing pure white robes.

Their faces were all beautifully handsome.

However, their pale blue skin revealed the fact that they were not earthly creatures but demons.

Those present here were the sages and saints who served as subordinates to Nix, called the Death’s Freeze.

Toward the First Sage, Aekeron of Sorrow, who sat in the highest seat, the Third Saint, Pyuri, opened her mouth.

“Aekeron. Has the goddess fallen into deep sleep again?”

At Pyuri’s question, Aekeron nodded his head.

The Third Sage, Phlegethon, struck the armrest of the chair he was sitting in.

Bang-!

“How can this be? Wasn’t the Calamity Flame asleep?”

Then he made an expression of incomprehension.

After Nix, the Death’s Freeze, was resurrected not as a fragment of Erebos the Calamity Flame, but as an evil god with her own will.

The demons of Styx who awakened from their long slumber upon realizing Nix had awakened could immediately understand one fact.

That Erebos the Calamity Flame did not currently exist in this world.

The sages and saints of Styx who realized this fact were certain of Tartaros’s destruction and rejoiced sincerely.

Though they didn’t know the reason, if Erebos, the evil god of Tartaros, was absent, there would be no being to stop Nix.

Though both Tartaros and Styx were called by the name of demons, the two forces had been enemies fighting to destroy each other from the moment of their birth.

The reason Tartaros and Styx hated each other was deeply related to the desires of the evil gods they served.

Erebos, who wanted to burn everything in the world and even wished for his own disappearance.

Nix, who wanted to freeze everything in the world into an eternally stopped world and desired death while remaining unchanged even herself.

The ideologies of the two evil gods were absolutely incompatible.

As such, Tartaros and Styx, the subordinate demons trying to fulfill their evil gods’ desires, could never mix either.

“I thought this time we could finally burn and purify all those abominations!”

The Third Saint Pyuri shouted with an intense voice.

Pyuri’s pale blue skin instantly changed to orange, and the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly.

The sages and saints of Styx were equivalent to the legion commanders of Tartaros.

Four sages and four saints existed respectively, and they formed pairs to lead four knight orders.

One of the pair would lead and command the knight order while the other would deliver death to enemies with overwhelming power.

Among them, Styx’s third sage and saint were somewhat special.

Pyuri, the Saint of Fire, and Phlegethon, the Sage of Blood.

They led the Knights of Purification, and the one representing their military might was none other than the Saint of Fire.

Pyuri’s mission, possessing power opposite to her master, was to burn and purify the abominable things of the world.

And the mission of Phlegethon, the Sage of Blood, was to create rivers of blood and wash away the remaining ashes along with the Knights of Purification.

Nix, the Death’s Freeze, desired a world of death that had stopped forever.

And she considered the world that remained unchanged in that state to be her masterpiece.

As such, before freezing the world, she wanted to burn anything that wasn’t beautiful by her standards.

The third sage and saint were born according to that hope.

As such, the Knights of Purification were the knight order that most hated Tartaros, which was abomination itself.

To Phlegethon and Pyuri’s anger, Aekeron of Sorrow responded.

“The Calamity Flame has been sealed. However, a legion commander called the Overlord King was wielding his master’s power.”

“Ha. To think he’s reduced to being sealed and lending power to his creations.”

“It’s fitting for an evil god who created such hideous things. There’s no such thing as dignity.”

Phlegethon and Pyuri wore sneers on their lips.

Watching them, the Fourth Sage, Lethe of Oblivion, opened his mouth.

“Aekeron. Has the Second Sage… Cocytus of Sorrow opened his eyes?”

“He has not.”

The First Saint and Fourth Saint had been annihilated in the war against Tartaros before Styx fell into underground slumber.

As such, those positions currently remained vacant.

In that situation, even the Second Saint had disappeared.

Especially the Knights of Repose, bound to the same fate as the Second Saint, had been eternally annihilated.

Lethe fell into thought.

“So? How impressive are this Hero Record thing and these heroes supposed to be?”

Pyuri asked in a listless voice.

Burning hideous things.

As such, among the sages and saints, Pyuri was the being with the most destructive power.

She had burned countless enemies and was thus a demon with absolute confidence in her power.

Therefore, she didn’t take seriously the warning from Aekeron, the leader of Styx.

‘They’re just a slave race after all.’

It was when Pyuri was showing her sneer.

“This Hero Record thing is ultimately just the Record System that the heavenly gods used, isn’t it? Why are you taking it so seriously?”

Phlegethon furrowed his brow.

“The Second Saint was killed by a human.”

“The Second Saint was tragically weak. It’s surprising that she was defeated by a slave race, but… there’s no law saying such things can’t happen, is there?”

“The Second Saint had received the goddess’s blessing before falling asleep.”

At Aekeron’s words, the atmosphere changed completely.

“She had enjoyed the permission to become an ‘immortal’ being, even if briefly. Yet she was still annihilated.”

“Is that possible?”

Lethe made an expression of disbelief.

“Mere humans defeating one with immortal authority. I can’t believe it.”

Eventually, Nix, who had been devoured by Erebos, was resurrected after long ages had passed.

Just looking at that showed how powerful immortal authority was.

“I couldn’t believe it either. So I looked into what they call the history of this era.”

The other sages and saints made expressions of incomprehension.

What meaning could the history of an inferior race possibly have?

“The Calamity Flame and Tartaros, who had devoured all evil gods, ultimately tried to burn this world 5000 years ago.”

“That abomination finally committed such blasphemy?!”

Phlegethon displayed tremendous anger.

Lethe grabbed Phlegethon’s shoulder.

The anger disappeared in an instant.

He had forgotten his anger.

“So? If he had devoured six evil gods, it would have been entirely possible. Why does this world still exist? Did he self-destruct from being unable to control his power?”

Looking at Lethe asking calmly, Aekeron said.

“No, the world ultimately came to the brink of destruction. In that situation, beings called Great Heroes appeared.”

“Great Heroes?”

“A term referring to those who represented the five races of the earthly realm.”

“So? What did these Great Heroes do? You’re not about to make the unfunny joke that five of them defeated the Calamity Flame, are you?”

“Aekeron. I thought you had no talent for jokes, but it seems I was mistaken.”

Pyuri and Phlegethon giggled and laughed.

“Do I seem like I gathered you all to make jokes?”

At Aekeron’s cold words, Pyuri and Phlegethon’s eyes widened.

Lethe also looked at Aekeron with an incredulous face.

“Does that make sense? The earthly races are those who have received the blessing of oblivion. Didn’t they just fabricate some absurd story?”

To Lethe’s question, Aekeron held up a fragment of Hero Record and said.

“The deeds of these Great Heroes were recorded in the Hero Record.

The earthly people may have forgotten. But the Record System is truth.”

Those words were shocking to the demons of Styx.

For them, who had existed since long before the Age of Gods, it was unimaginable that the earthly races could obtain the power to defeat an evil god.

While everyone was in shock.

“There’s no need to be surprised. Those so-called Great Heroes disappeared 5000 years ago.”

Aekeron spoke matter-of-factly as he curled up the corners of his mouth.

“And even the gods completely vanished without a trace. Leaving behind this thing called ‘Hero Record’ after pouring out all their power.”

“What exactly is that object?”

“It’s a kind of hero cultivation system. The power to inherit the strength and experience of predecessors recorded in the Record. And a system maintained by achieving great deeds and recording one’s name in the Hero Record again. It seems broken now… but it appears to still function properly.”

Aekeron placed the Hero Record on the dining table.

“There’s probably someone among the humans living in this era who has inherited the abilities of the human who defeated Erebos 5000 years ago. The second Priestess was destroyed because she was defeated by that human.”

“Inheriting abilities, you say.”

“So now it seems to be called the Age of Heroes.”

“The Age of Heroes?”

“Yes. The era after we fell asleep is called the Age of Gods. The era when the Calamity Forces drove the world to the brink of destruction is called the Age of Calamity, and from 5000 years ago when the Calamity Forces were subjugated until now is called the Age of Heroes, where Heroes lead the world.”

“Ha! Those foolish mortals leading the world? That’s ridiculous.”

Pyuri made an expression of disbelief.

“I can’t understand the gods’ thinking.”

When Lethe also looked bewildered, Phlegethon snorted.

“Aren’t those heavenly beings just ignorant fools who won’t even fulfill their duties for their own pleasure?”

At those words, Aekeron spoke up.

“For us, this is good news.”

The saint and Priestess looked at Aekeron.

“We just need to inform the earthly races. That their true master has returned.”

Unlike Erebos who burned everything, Nyx is an evil god who once reigned as a goddess.

She seduced the earthly races by promising unchanging eternity.

As a result, before the Age of Gods, when Styx wielded great power, there was even a time when all humans worshipped Nyx.

“How would be best to inform them? They must have forgotten our existence.”

At Lethe’s words, Aekeron said.

“No matter how they talk about the Age of Heroes or whatever, in the end they’re just fake heroes selected by the heavenly gods.”

Aekeron looked toward the interior of the temple.

“Don’t we have the real heroes that the goddess selected in the past?”

“Ah.”

Lethe let out an exclamation.

“Breaking heroes with heroes. That’s a wise judgment.”

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